Found a loyal dog

If Murong wants to find out the cause of Yang Hanyun's death, he must first remind Mu Xiong of the past. No matter how hard he tries to sit and think, it's useless. It's better to get in touch with the outside world, maybe because he meets familiar people or things. Thus in retrospect.

Murong and Mu Xiong discussed it, and in the end they both decided to go to the place where Mu Xiong fell to have a look. It was less than a day since Mu Xiong fell, and many traces of the fight were still there. Find some clues.

Hearing that they said they were going to the cliff, Mu Shao happily pulled out a small wooden basin from under the stove and put it on his head, looking at Murong expectantly: "Mom, let's drop by and pick some mushrooms we picked last time, okay?"

Murong often went to wash clothes by the creek at the bottom of the cliff. The only way up the mountain was covered with dark black mushrooms, which were edible and tasted good. Mu Shao fell in love with it after eating it once.

"Of course." Murong took Mu Shao's hand, "But we can only pick it when we come back."

Murong and Mu Shao walked in front, Mu Xiong was unfamiliar with this place and couldn't remember the way, so he silently followed behind them.

Mu Shao couldn't rest for a moment, looked around, and after a while pointed to a white flower bud not far away and shouted: "Flower!" After walking two steps, he pointed to a two-person tall tree The tree yelled: "Woo!" He tilted his head for a while and thought it was wrong, so he changed his voice and called "Tree".

Murong gently scratched Mu Shao's head, and asked: "Mother taught you a few days ago, now you tell mother, how is the word 木 written?"

Mu Shao was itchy from being scratched by her, she shook her head with a grin, and the small wooden basin on top of her head also shook and almost fell off, Mu Shao hurriedly helped her up: "Mu, Mu...Yiheng...uh... "

Mu Shao got stuck, lowered her head and desperately tried to recall, the more anxious she became, the more she couldn't think out, her little mouth pouted all the way up.

Murong neither urged nor reminded, took Mu Shao's hand and continued to walk forward, quietly waiting for Mu Shao to remember.

In the end, Mu Shao stammered out the rest of the strokes.

Murong knelt down and kissed Mu Shao: "Our Shao'er is really amazing."

Mu Shao giggled happily, and took the opportunity to open a hand to Murong to act coquettishly: "Mother, I want to hug."

"Little slacker." Murong pinched Mu Shao's small nose, Mu Shao's small hands held Murong's fingers, and his mouth pouted again.

Mu Xiong couldn't help but glanced at Mu Shao. Although he was not proficient at reciting, Mu Shao was only four years old after all. A four-year-old girl who can do this can definitely be called a genius: "You let her advance Learning can also be considered foresight.”

Murong's expression was calm, and he was not as happy as Mu Xiong imagined after being praised: "I am the most literate in the village. The teaching class was proposed by me. Every morning if it doesn't rain, the children will come to class. I never forced Shao Shao Shao’er likes to attend classes, and it’s good to have more contact with peers, so I let her go.”

Mu Xiong was silent for a moment, which parents didn't expect their daughter to become a dragon, and their requirements for their daughter were quite strict. She thought that Murong was the same, but the fact was so simple that it was unbelievable.

As if recalled by this topic, Murong continued with a smile: "At the beginning, in order to get the neighbors to agree that their sons would come to my place to learn calligraphy, I kept my mouth shut. Every family knocked on the door, and when they were rejected, I just kept talking. I will continue to persuade you in a few days, and now that I think about it, I was really hardworking."

Mu Xiong showed a look of disapproval: "It's not proper for a man and a woman to live in the same room. Besides, men don't need to study. Men just need to stay at home with their wives, teach their children, weave clothes and cook. A man who has no talent is a virtue."

"I guessed that you would say that." Murong was not in a hurry to argue, but asked, "Do you know what reason I used to impress them in the end?"

Mu Xiong naturally didn't know.

Murong said: "I told them, if you don't send your son here to learn how to read, and then leave the village and go to the town, in case you get lost and someone points to the brothel and says it's a tavern, your son doesn't even know, it's a fool If you go in and get dragged into the room to be violent, what can you do?"

Mu Xiong's expression changed suddenly, and he scolded angrily: "You can talk nonsense! It's your luck that the villagers didn't beat you to death with sticks!"

Murong: "Well, they reacted to you at the beginning, if it wasn't for the neighbors, and because I am the only literati in the village who can draw and write, they probably would have let the dog bite me."

Mu Xiong flicked his sleeves: "It deserves it!"

Murong was not affected by Mu Xiong's anger at all: "People really taboo this kind of thing, but the more taboo it is, the more frightening it is. In the end, they agreed to let their son come to my class. Knowledge does not distinguish between men and women, whether Both boys and girls have the right to learn."

Mu Xiong frowned, Murong knew what she wanted to say at a glance, and said before she could express her opinion: "Not much else to say, if it was your son who was deceived and suffered because of illiteracy, what would you do?" reaction?"

Of course, he wanted to kill all the people who bullied his son.Mu Xiong's inflated anger quickly vented out like a balloon pricked by a needle, followed by even greater emptiness and confusion, two diametrically opposite concepts kept pulling in his mind.

Mu Xiong looked at Murong with complicated eyes. After a while, the chaotic thoughts in her eyes gradually calmed down and turned into a thick fog that could not be dispelled. When she spoke again, her voice was much deeper: "Absurd .”

"Heh." Murong smiled with a smile that was not fleshy.

The atmosphere was weird, Mu Shao looked at Mu Xiong and then at Murong, her little hands were uneasily grabbing Murong's trousers: "Mom?"

Murong kissed Mu Shao, and hugged Mu Shao: "We are almost at our destination, we can pick mushrooms soon."

"I want to pick a whole pot!" Mu Shao couldn't detect the undercurrent between the two, she only knew that there would be something delicious soon, and happily sang a nursery rhyme.

Without any warning, Mu Xiong stepped forward and covered Mu Shao's mouth. Mu Shao saw that it was this nasty bad woman, and was about to take a bite with her small mouth, but she saw that her mother was lying on the ground with a nervous face, and did something to her. A "shh" gesture.

Mu Xiong slowly crawled forward for a certain distance, and Murong lay on the spot because he cared about Mu Shao.Going further out of the woods is a cliff, and two women in black night clothes are standing on the edge of the cliff, bowing their heads and talking.

Wearing black night clothes in broad daylight is as good as being mentally retarded.Murong complained frantically in his heart that the world of novels is really unreliable.

The distance was too far and Murong couldn't hear what they said clearly. Just as he was about to stare at the position of the lower lips of the two masks to see if they could match a few words through lip language, he saw one nod to the other and the two of them spoke at the same time. He jumped down without hesitation.

Murong: "..."

Mu Xiong pulled Murong up, lowered his voice and said quickly: "Let's go now."

Murong didn't move: "You left without watching?"

Mu Xiong shook his head: "It's not necessary. Someone cleaned up all the traces before we came. Although it may not be the two women who did it just now, but those two women are very skilled in martial arts. It may be to check if there are any dead bodies under the cliff, they will come up soon, let's leave quickly, it will be bad if they find out."

Seeing how swiftly the two jumped down, one could guess that they were not someone to be messed with. Murong quickly hugged Mu Shao and went down the mountain. Murong held it in his hand.

Murong breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down after walking a long distance.

Mu Xiong and Murong stood side by side, and shared with Murong the results of her analysis: "Those two women are obviously not in the same group as those who killed me. The group of people who killed me directly judged that I was dead after I fell off the cliff, and they also They didn’t come down to check, which shows that they are not careful enough and only focus on the present. Even if they later find out that this is wrong and come back to check, they should go directly to the bottom of the cliff to search instead of jumping off the cliff.”

Mu Xiong paused at this point, hesitated for a while, and finally did not continue.In fact, there is another point, the boots worn by the two women are embroidered with some kind of golden pattern, which looks a bit familiar, as if they have seen it somewhere.

After Mu Xiong finished speaking, he asked Murong for his opinion. Murong pondered for a while, and then said solemnly: "I think that woman with long curly hair..."

It was rare for Mu Xiong to see such a serious expression on her face. He immediately pricked up his ears and asked, "What's wrong with her? Do you have a clue?"

Murong: "I think her balls are pretty good. They are big and full."

Mu Xiong: "...the ball?"

"Well, the ball."

Murong looked under Mu Xiong's left collarbone, and said, "The left hemisphere."

Looking at the underside of Mu Xiong's right collarbone, he said, "The right hemisphere."

Mu Xiong: "..."

What a fool she was to analyze this kind of person just now with implicit expectations!